Sometimes my apartment in Paris reminds me of James Stuart's apartment in Rear Window, well minus the whole murder plot thing.
My apartment is in the back of my building facing the courtyard. It is a very quiet building, mostly old people but I have come to know them by their little daily routines. There is the couple who lives below me, one of the plays the piano every evening from 7 to 8 and they are very good. There is the woman who walks her ancient bulldog and think it takes her 30 junkets to walk halfway down the block. There is the young couple above me who seem to work the oddest hours and come and go all day long. There is the 30 something single guy who lives 3 floors down and seriously need to reconsider his suit size, he does not have the physique for a slim cut European suit.
Just some thoughts about the characters who inhabit 17 Rue Saint Romain
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